Griffin Griffiths

Author on Reedsy Prompts since Dec, 2020

Stories (4)

4 Stories

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“Five Flowers” by Griffin Griffiths

Submitted to Contest #86

March 23rd I met a boy. There was a spring festival a few days ago, at the city park. I went alone since everyone else was busy. I usually don’t go out and do things alone, but it was such a nice day, and it’s been a hard winter. The sun was high in the sky, with a rare agreeable temperature, and a slight breeze. The overabundance of Springtime feeling compelled me to wear one of the many sundresses my mom keeps getting me. I even put on some makeup. Just some blush, and a lit...

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“The River and the Wood” by Griffin Griffiths

Submitted to Contest #83

Trees were leaning into the bank of the river. A flood had run though the area a few days prior. The dirt along the bank had become compacted into a think, soft mud, and had slowly been slipping away, falling into the river. Roots of ancient trees are now exposed. The river, now, flows serenely. The morning sun’s warmth had yet to reach the ground, and a sharp breeze was in the air. A man and a child were walking across a bridge and stopped to look down at the flowing water. A...

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“Six Months On” by Griffin Griffiths

Submitted to Contest #81

I looked in the mirror to check my hair. Straightened, just the way they liked it. My nails were painted a soft lavender, and my lips shined with a pear flavored gloss. I had a on a white and blue striped blouse with anchors going down along each side of my torso. God how they loved nautical shit. It had been six months since I last saw them. Texts had gotten scarce and calls were almost non-existent now. They had called me to say they were coming back to town this weekend, and it’s been wrecking my brain ever since. I moved to the kitche...

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“You Don't Understand the Feeling” by Griffin Griffiths

Submitted to Contest #70

The house is decrepit and seemingly abandoned. I approached cautiously, with Charlie right behind me. My gun was loaded, and my finger on the trigger. My backpack weighed down on me, and my feet ached from the day’s journey. I think we had traveled about twenty miles today. I had even had to carry Charlie part of the way here. We had to get as far away as possible, but the sky was grey, and the clouds looks heavy. We couldn’t get caught in the rain. Charlie had become so skinny, and it wasn’t just because of the lack of food. We had finally ...

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Author bio

23 year old, just trying to figure stuff out through stories. I hope you find meaning in them.